Whiskey dreams are still the same

Old dreams of youth I still hold on to. Not for me this time. For my children.

                  

                        

                             Whiskey dreams are still the same.

                     ( 7 Nov. 1979. Time don't change too much )

 
Drinking whiskey with the German Soldiers in Stuttgard.
 
We sing if " I were the king of the forest.

I would allow the world to be free.

We would dance and sing.

Till the light of the morning."

After the song.

Silence overtake us.

We order more whiskey and tell stories of woman and adventure.

Iran today is holding our people hostage today.

The USA is broke with no place to seek help.

Poor Jimmy Carter had a big mess to fix. 
I write some words.
 
'My world is crying like a forgotten child.
Crying for all the sadness surrounding each soul in this world.
Where all humans could learn to cherish life, love and kindness.
But these are the goals faded away with the memory of WW2.
Now our world seem to live for fear, threat of war and violence.
Powerful countries afraid to stop and talk peace.
A day is coming when fear and hate will blind us.
There will be no tears for the innocent in front of the War machine.
One day. Too late."
 
We will realize.
We are marching toward to a destine death.
 
My German friend give me a whiskey.
Yelled, "We are the Kings of the Forest.
Drink to peace and love.

Drink to stopping murder and violence.

Please lord. Never again."
 
I drink my whiskey and look around the Guesthaus.

I'm thankful for good friends and some hope.

I don't  know.

"Maybe one day man will learn a lesson.

We are just flesh and bone.

Need food and love to survive.

Not guns and hate."

 
Do a silence prayer for the innocent.
 
                         Coyote
        (Written in a bar in Germany 30 years ago. )               
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Author's Note

A old poem when I was young and hopeful. Today I'm wiser and kinder. I still pray for peace. So my grandchildren and all children may have a fair chance at a good life.

Reviews

[Melissa]

This poem raises a good question...when will the world realize to stop being at war with eachother? When the time comes when we have to work together to survive....I guess it will be the survival of the fittest. I realy enjoyed this poem...I felt like I was sitting right their drinking whiskey with you

[KAREN]

A beautiful poem that should open everyones eyes. A excellent read and write!

[♥ EmeraldHeart &..]

This Poem is a great read (: Thank You (:

[kij143]

War is a terrible thing, it is! I hate it, hate it, hate it ): . people need to learn that we're all the same, and that violence never solves anything . this poem reflectged my feelings. thank you for sharing.

[NoneOfYourBusiness akaK..]

it turns doesn't it~ when the enemy becomes a human being in our eyes~ when a man with a gun becomes a man with a soul~
your words are ache for the human condition~

[Desert Dreamer]

This may be an old poem but the words still ring true. It is time for a revolution in the name of peace.

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Another wonderful poem...nicely done Coyote!

[Sam Severn]

Your poems spark n' inspire me to be a better man! I love that about you!! ㋡

[Chloe]

This is so beautiful... I don't think I can properly find the words to express how deeply touched I was by this piece of art. I would bow to you if I could because this just took my breath away. Thank you so much for sharing this!

[Searching 4 Serenity]

Lord, the words of this poem speak the truth of man. We are drowned by fear, hate, and death. Yet we all long for the same thing. Peace&Happiness. But we are too drunk in our own path to recognise the truth of life. What holds us back is ourself. Like a hyena claiming its own turf. There will NEVER be true peace for there will always be fear in its place until we leave it behind in this life.

[quinfinn]

excellent. this reminds me of the two years i spent in baumholder, walking down to claire's gasthaus and drinking warm beer. the germans are lovely, friendly, endearing people and hate the memory of hitler. this is a wonderful illustration of those people, thank you for the memories!